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Saturday, August 6, 2011

Virtuous Flash Fiction: Chastity

Carson stood over the bloody body of his daughter Janna. The soiled sheets he found in her hamper nearly told it all. He knew the little tart had been having it on. What he didn't know was the little bastard's name. Janna knew her father demanded chastity and honesty from her. Yet, no matter how hard he beat her, she pleaded innocence. Now she lay dead. His 13-year old, Liza, giggled behind him. "You clueless sod! Those sheets are mine. Been at it with mum's tennis coach for weeks. Janna was the only virgin left in THIS house. Fouled that one up proper, eh??"

Kathy...I think Liza is probably expecting Dad will be too mortified to consider her next. Wonder if she is right. bwuahahaKathy...I think Liza is probably expecting Dad will be too mortified to consider her next. Wonder if she is right. bwuahaha

And here I was trying to make my virtues all saintly... should have gone your route, that was bloody awesome! Since Iam not quite finished with a few of the upandcoming ones, I think I might make my virtues a little more sinful. [avoids the smite stick]

BAHAHAH!I probably shouldn't laugh, but this was just really good, and so morbidly funny. I love this satire, it's just so healthy after reading everyone else's Virtue posts to come across this one last. Well done!

Yeah, this one is really creepy! And disturbing on enough levels, that if none of the characters go catatonic then maybe I'll have to for them. A real shock to see virtue portrayed as not necessarily a good thing.